Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 490 New Year's New Scene (2)
Ye Chen couldn't hold back the cynicism, and burst out laughing. Ling Ruize, who was held in Ye Chen's arms, couldn't understand what the adults were saying, and was infected by his mother's laughter. He curled up in his mother's arms, sucking Holding his little hands, he also giggled.

Duanmuyu's face was as red as a tomato, and he got up to pull Zhu Fengfeng, "Fengfeng, let's go, we have to go to my aunt's house to pay New Year's greetings."

Zhu Fengfeng squinted, and cast a cold glance at Duanmuyu from the corner of her eye, "Duanmuyu, don't you suffer from marriage depression? We're still getting married, your aunt, go to celebrate the New Year by yourself!"

Although it can’t be said to be early in the morning in terms of time, it’s morning after all, and it’s still the morning of the first day of the new year, and in front of the children, Ye Chen didn’t realize when he heard Zhu Fengfeng’s dirty words. Frowning, "Fengfeng, one is enough."

Zhu Fengfeng sniffed, said "goodbye" and walked out of the villa, took two steps, thought of something, turned around and turned back, and handed the other red envelope in her hand to Ye Chen, "here, here's I fucked my daughter."

Ye Chen took it, and just about to speak, Zhu Fengfeng once again showed her bold and unrestrained style of Zhu Hero to the fullest, striding out of the villa with a bloated body.

Duanmuyu smiled awkwardly at Ye Chen, and chased him out.

The living room finally returned to silence, and Ye Chen also remembered why he felt so empty all the time. He hadn't seen his daughter or Ling Mo since he woke up.

Sister Chen came over from the kitchen, "Mrs. Ling, let's have breakfast."

Ye Chen asked her, "Where are Ling Mo and Jiejie?"

Sister Chen took Xiao Zeze from her arms, "Mr. Ling said that he was afraid that Miss would make you rest, so he took Miss to work after breakfast."

Ye Chen lowered his head and said "um", his face was hot again, and the lingering memories of last night jumped into his mind again, the man was not there, and his face was still blushing.

Ye Chen didn't go over to have breakfast, but took out his mobile phone, pressed the number, and was about to press the dial button, but thought of something, closed the phone again, and walked towards the dining table.

Seeing his mother eating, Xiao Zeze's saliva flowed down, Ye Chen smiled, took him into his arms, gently tapped his little nose, and said pamperingly: "Stinky boy, I just want to eat it."

Put some egg yolk on the little thing's tongue, the little guy pursed his lips, and began to eat with gusto. That little guy is as cute as he wants.

Ye Chen took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his son's mouth, and Sister Chen who was standing aside also smiled, "Mrs. Ling, after all, boys are better at eating than girls."

Ye Chen looked up at her, "Did Jie Jie eat very little today?"

A pair of children, both of them are her darlings, and any one who feels a little uncomfortable will tug at her heart.

Sister Chen touched her nose, "I finished a bowl of custard, and I also drank a bottle of milk powder."

Ye Chen felt relieved, picked up a little egg yolk with a smile, and put it in his son's mouth, "It's not too little to eat."

Holding a little guy in his arms, even if Ye Chen wanted to eat it, he couldn't eat it well. In the end, Sister Chen couldn't stand it anymore and went forward to take the little thing away.

The little thing is only so big, but his mind is like a little adult. When he saw the hand stretched out by Sister Chen, the chubby little hand tightly grabbed his mother's collar and refused to let go.

Ye Chen said to Sister Chen: "I'll feed him some more, you go to work."

Sister Chen blinked at the little thing, then walked towards the kitchen with a smile. The children were getting older, and she spent more time on their food supplements.

The little guy looked like he was being hugged by his mother, but he was actually not honest at all. He was spitting out bubbles from his pink mouth, and he was saying things that no one could understand. His little hands were also scratching at the dining table. .

When Ye Chen reacted, the glass of milk closest to him had been overthrown by him.

Not bad, the temperature of the milk is not hot anymore, otherwise he would really be scalded.

Ye Chen picked up his son's little hand and patted it pretending to be angry, "Smelly boy, I almost burned you, let's see if you are still naughty in the future."

Xiao Zeze didn't care about the cold sweat that frightened his mother just now, but felt that his mother's expression was very strange now, giggling, he lowered his head and gnawed at the back of his mother's hand.

A circle of saliva landed on the back of Ye Chen's hand, which was very clear.

Ye Chen really couldn't do anything about his son. He patted his little butt lightly and walked upstairs. Half of his chest was covered with milk and half with his son's saliva. It was very wet and uncomfortable. She wanted to go up and change it. clothing.

Returning to the master bedroom on the second floor, Ye Chen put his son on the big bed, opened the closet to get clothes from inside, small things are rare to come to the big bed of mom and dad, naturally it is very novel, and soon forgot about mom, A person was lying on the bed, looking around with his big black and bright eyes.

Fearing that he would roll down, Ye Chen looked back at him from time to time, the temperature in the villa was constant all year round, Ye Chen was only wearing a sweater just now, but now when he changed his clothes, he realized that his bra was also wet.

He took out one while putting it on, and looked back at his son. Unexpectedly, the little thing that was curious on his parents' bed was now tilting his head and looking at his mother curiously.

What's more, looking at her mother's chest, the little thing's saliva fell down again, Yiyi, it looks like she's hungry again.

Ye Chen was really confused by him, he buttoned up the buttons as quickly as possible, put on the cardigan, and then went to the bedside and picked up the drooling little man.

"Stinky boy, mom is out of milk. From now on, you can only eat formula milk." Ye Chen picked up the little man, took the handbag beside him, and walked out the door.

Looking at the little man who couldn't understand anything, he seemed to understand what his mother said. His little head was lying on his mother's back, and his little mouth was pouted, as if he was wronged.

Ye Chen patted his back lightly, comforted him softly, and walked downstairs.

As soon as I arrived downstairs, I ran into Aunt He who was going to water the flowers in the garden. When she saw Ye Chen, she asked respectfully, "Mrs. Ling, are you going out?"

Ye Chen nodded, "Yes."

Aunt He asked again: "Come back for lunch?"

(End of this chapter)